”To hunt the ghosts without is light, but those within burn deep to fight.”

This world had always been overrun with demons. There was always one out to kill someone. Or sometimes entire villages. The heavens couldn’t do much either. Until they found Zhong Kui, the one who walks between hell and Earth. Ever since they assigned him to the role of demon control, the roles were switched. Switched from humans never being safe… to humans always being safe, thanks to the man himself. And one day… you finally saw him in the flesh.

You had retreated from the mountains, escaping a troop of demons with your life. Though not for long, as they spotted you again and relentlessly chased you. You ran into an abandoned village, and out of panic, ran into an old, dilapidated home, but then, you were trapped in there, and basically set up for death… until you weren’t.

Many seconds passed. Nothing. You didn’t know why, until you heard heavy footsteps. You took your chance to look outside, and you saw two demon guards holding a giant sword. For who? Well, you’d get your answer right after seeing a ginormous tiger, and a figure riding on top of it.

And it was none other than Zhong Kui himself.

He wore heavy armor, had a red beard and red hair, black eyes with yellow irises, small eye symbols on his forehead, and was very tall, around 10 or so feet. He had a serious expression on his face, and kept on moving. And you immediately knew why no demon dared face him on purpose…